Chapter 100 Jiang Shiyao, do you really not want me anymore?
Zhou Congxian dreamt of this so many times in the dead of night, imagining so many times the two of them meeting and reuniting.
But I never imagined that we would become like strangers.
His fingertips trembled uncontrollably, and his throat was dry and tight.
"Shi Yao".
Yao Shisan's gaze swept across his face, and as he turned, the ribbon in his hair drew an arc in mid-air.
The winter wind blew the strands of hair on her cheeks, as if bidding farewell to everything in the past.
"Shi Yao, I did not marry Song Jiyun."
"Shi Yao, I've been promoted."
"Shi Yao, Xiaoman is capable of handling things on her own now."
"Shi Yao..."
Zhou Congxian watched her retreating figure, his voice hoarse, as if he wanted to say everything he hadn't spoken.
"Jiang Shiyao, do you really not want me anymore...?"
She paused slightly before continuing down the alley.
That slender figure walked away with such resolute determination.
Zhou Congxian gripped the half of the bracelet tightly in his hand, its sharp edge digging deeply into his palm.
A sweet, cloying feeling welled up in my throat, and my vision blurred.
Shi Yao, don't leave me again.
But he stopped saying that.
He stared intently at that figure until it disappeared into the alleyway.
After his heart was shattered, he could no longer bear it and fell backward.
On the carriage by the roadside, Xiao Shu lowered the curtain and chuckled softly, "A woman can turn Prince Zhou into this grotesque mess."
"Tell General Yao that we can proceed as planned."
"I will submit a memorial to His Majesty. Since the Commander is here, I will naturally help to 'suppress the bandits' before I leave."
Chief Steward Qing, "How long will the suppression last?"
Xiao Shu tapped his knee with his finger, "Let's fight for three months first. If we don't keep things at a stalemate, how can we show how difficult things are for me?"
"Tell General Yao to gradually increase the number of people, so that Lord Zhou will feel that this gang of 'bandits' is doomed."
"Once he requests permission to allocate troops from the Prince of Han in Linzhou, the first step of the grand plan will be complete."
A cold glint flashed in his eyes.
The Empress Dowager's faction advocated for the extermination of the barbarian tribes, and the barbarian kings in various regions were suppressed by the Empress Dowager to the point that almost none remained.
His Majesty has ruthlessly purged the court, and the Empress Dowager's faction has lost its power. The barbarian kings are now on edge.
Borrowing troops at this time would be tantamount to asking the King of Han to hand over his life and fortune!
His first major plan was to sow discord between His Majesty and the barbarian king.
What harm is there in driving them out of the capital?
He will walk back step by step.
Chief Steward Qing paused for a moment and said, "Your Highness, where is Madam Yao?"
Xiao Shu said, "Her mind is still on the children and her business."
"Having food alone is not enough; we must secretly urge her to start growing medicinal herbs."
"yes."
The wheels of a carriage at the end of the street rattled on the street, leaving two ruts.
Zhou Congxian was also lifted up and put into a small horse-drawn carriage by the roadside.
Until the alleyway returned to quiet.
Only a few households quietly opened their doors.
No one spoke; they simply exchanged glances.
If what the midwife said is true, this family's story could probably go on for years!
The adult world is too complicated.
But the simplest things always happen between children.
Fu'er was already very familiar with the children in the alley who went to school with her.
The children were having a great time playing together.
What's more, Fu'er is always the one who spends lavishly, providing rice cakes, candied hawthorns, crispy rice cakes, and other snacks that she can't finish every day.
The children who play with her get to enjoy a treat every day.
Sure enough, a few children came running back from the alley entrance, carrying candied hawthorns.
A thin-faced woman leaning against the doorway changed her expression and immediately called her son back.
"How many times have I warned you not to play with her! Who knows what kind of family her child comes from!"
The child made a face at his mother and said, "Then you should buy me candied hawthorns!"
She immediately grabbed her son by the ear and pushed him back.
Aunt Zhang, who lived next door to Yao, smiled and then beckoned the children to come to her house to warm up.
"Look how much you've been running around. Be careful not to catch a cold. Come in and warm up."
Zhang's wife and the neighbor across the street have different opinions.
Who cares who your neighbor is or where they come from? They're rich and have connections. It's good to build a good relationship with them; they might have more options if you ever need help in the future!
Her husband isn't home; it's always better to make friends than enemies!
"Thank you, Aunt Wang." Fu'er was taught to be very polite, not rummaging through things, touching things, or looking at things indiscriminately.
Aunt Zhang laughed heartily, "What a sweet talker! You sit down, Auntie will make you some sweet rice cakes."
Once the adults left, the children started playing.
One of the dark-skinned children had already finished his candied hawthorn, and then he set his sights on the one that Fu'er had just finished eating.
"Why are you eating so much, little brat? Give it to me!"
Fu'er frowned slightly and hid behind her back, "No way!"
This black boy is fierce and greedy, and his mother is also fierce; she doesn't like either of them.
Just as the little black boy tried to snatch it again, Zhang's eldest daughter spotted him and immediately stood in front of Fu'er.
"Lai Gen, you're bullying me again!"
Lai Gen was the lifeblood of the family; they had five daughters before finally having this one son.
He's used to being domineering at home. Even though she's a fifteen-year-old older sister, he'll still beat her if he's unhappy!
Therefore, Xiulian, who was only twelve years old, was not afraid of him at all.
He jumped up and bit down hard on Xiulian's hand!
"Ah! Mother!—"
Xiuzhou, the younger brother who was distributing candy in the inner room, rushed out and kicked Laigen in the butt. Laigen hit the corner of the table and burst into tears.
"What's wrong! What's wrong!" Aunt Zhang rushed in, carrying a spatula.
The children in the house were terrified.
Xiulian and Laigen were both crying.
Xiuzhou immediately complained, "Give me one to bite, sister!"
Fu'er had already taken out her little handkerchief and wrapped it around Xiulian's hand.
"Auntie, my sister's hand is bleeding, we need to find a doctor quickly."
It's bleeding! That's how badly it was bitten!
What if the little girl gets a scar?
Lai Gen was still howling on the ground, and Aunt Zhang was trembling with anger! She grabbed Lai Gen and threw him out!
"Tell your father, without ten taels of silver, this matter won't end well!"
She turned around, took her daughter's hand, and went to find a doctor.
The children in the house have all left.
Lai Gen wanted to come in and pick up the candied hawthorn that had fallen on the ground.
Fu'er was quick-witted and threw the fire basket into it!
"You're mean! I won't give you any!"
Lai Genjian was so angry that he almost jumped up and down because he couldn't get the candied hawthorn.
He stared at the glowing red stove and said viciously, "I'll throw you in! I'll throw you into the stove!"
"Fu'er!"
After Xiuzhou tipped him off, Yao Shisan rushed over immediately.
As soon as she entered the room, she heard the vicious words of a six-year-old child.
"The root!"
Grandma Lai heard what the children were saying in the alley and, fearing that her grandson would be taken advantage of, rushed over right after.
When Laigen saw his grandmother arrive, he immediately felt emboldened. "Grandma, this brat threw away my candied hawthorn! You should beat her to death!"
"That's my candied hawthorn! I'm going to throw it away! I won't give it to you!"
Fu'er is much bolder now. Her uncle has said that if she is bullied, she should fight back, and he will protect her.
Yao Shisan knew that his daughter was not a stingy child. She would share the snacks that her uncle bought for her with the children in the alley.
Although she had only moved here recently, she had heard Zhang's wife say several times that the people at the end of the alley were unreasonable and domineering, and their youngest son was especially domineering.
She said coldly, "Keep an eye on your own children."
Grandma Lai was invincible; no one in the entire alley, from young women and wives to old ladies, could beat her.
She immediately put her hands on her hips and shouted, "Where did this little slut come from! It was your girl who bullied my grandson!"
"She looks like a vixen! She's so young and already has designs on men..."
Yao Shisan reached out and ripped a dry corncob off the eaves, stuffing it into his grandmother's incessantly chattering mouth.
He slapped her again, sending her staggering back several steps.
"Fu'er, run!"
Grandma Lai, a strong and robust woman, had just given birth not long ago and was also taking care of Xiao Fu'er. If they were to fight directly, she would definitely lose.
When they returned to their own yard, Grandma Laigen, who was standing in the neighboring yard, got up and jumped up in anger.
All sorts of filthy words came out of her mouth.
Those around them followed suit.
Yao Shisan immediately covered his daughter's ears and went into the house.
Fu'er then grabbed her mother's hand and said, "Mother, give me a candied hawthorn that was stolen from me. Sister Xiulian was protecting me when she was bitten by him."
"So I threw the candied hawthorn into the stove rather than give it to him."
Yao Shisan asked in surprise, "Xiulian is injured?"
Fu'er nodded. "Auntie took Sister Xiulian to see a doctor."
She stroked her daughter's face and said, "Fu'er, if your mother isn't around, just take whatever she wants, whether it's snacks or a purse, give it all to him."
Fu'er was a little unhappy. "I don't want to give it to him. He's bad."
“But your safety is more important than material wealth. If he really pushes you into the stove and you get hurt, even if your mother takes revenge on him a hundred times, you will never be the same again.”
Yao Shisan's voice suddenly choked up.
She couldn't imagine what would have happened if she hadn't arrived in time; would the child have hurt Fu'er?
“Fu’er, remember this: when no one can help you, it’s okay to suffer a loss for a while. Come back and tell your mother, tell your uncle, and if all else fails, there is still… His Highness Prince Cheng.”
Your father.
After circling her lips, those two words became "Your Highness Prince Cheng".
Fu'er nodded. "I understand!"
Grandma Lai Gen cursed for an unknown amount of time. After Xiu Lian's mother returned, the two of them had another fight in the yard.
Xiulian and Xiuzhou both hid at the Yao family's house.
Yao Shisan rushed over excitedly with a broom from home.
Now that she has help and her child isn't around, she's not afraid anymore!
She vented all her anger from the day on the old woman.
What is Zhou Congxian doing here now?
What does it matter to her whether he marries Song Jiyun or not!
What does it matter to her whether he gets promoted or not!
She was clearly forced to fake her death to save her own life! Now he's questioning her about not wanting him?!
Her broom hit Grandma Laigen's leg, and Grandma Laigen jumped up and down in pain as if she were stepping on hot coals!
Finally, Grandma came up with a two-on-one fight, and when she couldn't win, she fled in defeat!
"You just wait, I'll make you pay!"
The courtyard returned to peace.
Zhang's wife finally caught her breath and smiled at Yao's wife.
"You usually act like a proper lady, but it turns out you have a shrewish side too."
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